[There's a kid in ambient lighting grinning at you, Portians. He seems genuinely pleased, much like the last time you saw him. But today there are no marriage proposals written out in snow. There is a microphone, however. He taps it to make sure it's working properly, then grins again. Show time.]

Attention everyone! I'm Hanamura Yosuke, and this-

[Here he takes a second to pan the NV around and show off the interior of a building. The windows are boarded up at ground level, but bright and open, or so they would be in the daytime without the bars, on the upper area near the rafters. Yosuke's apartment was there once, but it's not obvious to anyone who didn't know the old layout. The Cat's Eye is back, gone from upscale bistro to a dark industrial cavern with an oddly located espresso machine, remnant of it's former days of glory.

But hey, it's still standing. And Yosuke is clearly proud of it.]

-Is the grand re-opening of the Cat's Eye. As you can see, our darkness proofing is ready and so is the bar. So anyone who vandalized it, your effort was wasted. Next time you'd better burn it down.

[Here he throws a wink, and then picks up the microphone again.]

And while we're on the subject of good news, there's something else. I'm not getting married to anyone. But there is a girl who makes me want to sing. It takes a few shots of vodka to feel okay about it, but I'm working on that. In the meantime, I'm all set. Like I said, the bar is ready!

Anyway, I saw this in a movie. So here goes.

[And yep, he takes a deep breath and starts to sing.]

[The kid on the video doesn't look so hot. Not in an ate too much candy sort of way, either. He's pale and clammy and his lips aren't a healthy color. His eyes are dilated. He should probably be in bed. In fact, he probably is. But he's got something important to say first, judging by the serious expression on his face.]

Ah. I hope it doesn't ruin the holiday atmosphere, but I guess I should warn everyone. If someone gives you chocolates and you don't know them very well-

[He stops, curls up a bit. Ow, his freakin' insides...but before he can properly complain about those, he bumps something behind him. It turns out to be a plastic IV line, and when the cart falls over it tugs him hard enough to make him knock his head against a vacuum chamber, hanging around conveniently in case any patients in the area need their stomach pumped. Yosuke makes a frustrated, whiny sound.]

Ow! Ugh...anyway, please don't take candy from strangers. It might make you sick.

I've been here a while, but I guess there are a few things I still don't really know.

[It's Yosuke, Portians. He's learned to aim the camera on the NV too, so no nostril shots for you today. Try to forgive the facebook angles, okay? He thinks his head looks better from one side.

It doesn't do much to cover up the loud bellowing of something in the background, however.]

...Pardon me. Um, anyway, it turns out that I really like vegetables. A lot. And I could use a few barrels full of them, hopefully kind of-

[The sound of breaking glass, and more bellowing. Yosuke cringes a bit, and taps his chest, apparently still trying to pass this off as simple indigestion.]

-cheap. Thanks for any help you can provide.

[Anyone familiar with Souji Seta's apartment will recognize where Yosuke is immediately. He's sitting on the bed, which is unmade in a way it never would be if Souji had anything to say about it. There are cups of tea sitting around too, abandoned and forgotten. For all of that, Yosuke doesn't seem relaxed or well-rested. He just looks a little mussed and out of it.]

I'unno 'f anyone. Uh. Who needsta know. But somebody...he had a job. So-so, 'f you worked with him he's not playin' hooky, alright? I waited t' make sure. A while. Long time. 'Cause he wasn't answering, so I-um.

Anyway, 'm doin' this wrong. I just mean-um. Mean that Souji Seta is gone. Is all. So, please excuse him from work.

[Sorry, Portians. He's usually friendler, really. It's just been a bad month. Wake him up when September ends?]

(OoC: For people who don't know, Souji Seta is Yosuke's canon best friend and was his sole cast mate. Who also made the mistake of giving him a bottle of vodka to celebrate his 17th birthday. Whoops.)

[Hey, Portians. Yosuke is done hiding behind the voice function, seeing that his face isn't uglied up that badly these days. In fact, if you ignore the big cast on one arm, he looks pretty much like the usual old Yosuke. Albeit, he hasn't touched up the roots of his hair (oh look, he's a brunette after all) which is definitely weird for him, he looks cheerful enough.]

[You've missed these up the nose shots while he finds the camera angle he likes, admit it.]

Hi, everyone.

I wanted to thank the people who helped with the Open Mic night, and everyone who turned up for it too of course. It was a pretty good success! Because some money was made, I have good news to announce.

The Cat's Eye will be open now every Tuesday and Saturday, all day long. Our manager Raul Creed-san isn't available for comment, but I promise you that I'm the executive type of dishwasher, and I'm authorized to make this sort of declaration.

We wanted to kick off this Saturday with a special menu, but since we haven't found a cook yet we might need to take a rain check for that. But I promise I make really great coffee, and our beautiful barmaid Nill-san will keep your glasses full.

Um, about that. Does anyone have some cooking experience? If you don't mind...let's say "growing with a business" it should be a great second job! I promise, the boss isn't a huge jerk.

Anyway, besides that there was one thing. I uh...I guess I need to learn a few things about accounting and that sort of stuff. Since I haven't finished high school, and I don't really want to, is there a way not to bother with university? Aren't there some technical schools around, maybe? That way I don't have to waste time learning.

...Extra things, I mean. Uh.

Thank you for your time! And we appreciate your continued business while we find out feet again.

[He'll just finish this with a bright "Thanks for Shopping at Junes!" smile. Yeah, that should do it.]

I know that a lot is going on right now, but...

[Not only is Yosuke completely serious at the moment -actually, he seems to be contemplating being sick, in spite of the fact that the plague is over and done with- but he's also sitting tall and trying to look responsible while he addresses the network.]

On Tuesday, I went to ask Rain-san if I could have my job back now that...um. Now that I'm available for work again. I always worked Tuesday, and I thought-oh, shit!

[Sudden realization, and a side of slightly guilty face.]

Um, Winchester-san, I apologize for missing that meeting. It's just that I didn't know the bar would be closed.

[Swallow. He seems to get the queasy, fretting thing under wraps. Or at least, he remembers that he's on camera finally, and pastes on a Customer Service smile. If his teeth weren't a bit clenched and his face wasn't a little sweaty, you'd probably never guess anything was amiss.]

It's...the Cat's Eye will be open again soon, everyone. So don't worry. It's um. It's mine, now. That's what the papers say. E-except I don't think Rain-san thought it would happen this soon, because he never told me.

[Wait, is he rambling on the network? Crap. He really is. Yosuke clears his throat, and squares his shoulders.]

What I mean to say is, if anyone would like to help me get things started up again, that would be great. I'm-um. I'm not allowed to serve the liquor yet, actually, and...

[Sigh. And a silly, confused bob that was a bow in his head, really.]

Any help would be appreciated.

I've been trying to figure it out, but so far I just keep getting zapped.

[Sigh. The kid on camera shudders a little. He's clearly not a big fan of conducting electricity, but then again, who is?]

I don't really have any money or anything, but if anyone knows how to repair electronics...well. I'm sick of getting elbowed by Keigo all the time when I need to borrow his NV.

[Sullenly.]

And mine is definitely fried. Uh, but I could pay you back, someday. Maybe. Or-or if you like ramen, we have some ramen here. Uh. I'm sure we could work something out, anyway. You know? So, what do you say? Someone around here must know how these things work, right?